I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 107

Chapter 107 Brotherhood

The follow-up matter went too smoothly. The buyer immediately used his contacts to solve the settlement certificate problem for the Winsters.

In less than three days, with the certificate, the bank granted the loan, and the transfer procedures of the property were completed.

This astonishing efficiency, even the well-informed Uncle Ethan has to sigh with emotion.

Look,

The people of Göttinghagen are reliable.

Ten days before the start of school, the Winster family was busy with various things. Uncle handed over the police work in the district, and Mrs. Amphier began to investigate the address of the store. The two were often busy until the evening before returning home.

Sophie directly contacted the Admissions Office of the University of Göttinghagen, and started to get familiar with everything there. When she came back, she told Tu Fu what a great university Columbia is, and it is by no means a school with no background as he said.

At this time, Tu Fu would talk about the dog in front of the University of Michigan library.

Once this topic is mentioned, the two sides always play GG amidst laughter.

Different from Miss Winster, who likes to be lively and prosperous, Tu Fu did not go directly to Professor Kane of the University of Michigan. Instead, he walked around the city every day when he had nothing to do.

Like now.

On the fifth morning in Göttinghagen, he traveled alone again.

Even in summer, the weather in the capital is slightly gloomy, the humidity is heavy, and the fog makes it difficult to see the street environment.

After buying a pure meat roast sausage and a cup of freshly ground coffee from the street, Tu Fu continued to wander aimlessly on the street while eating breakfast.

The Baiya people have very pure recipes, and their desire for meat almost makes the plate full of meat and sausages.

Morning and evening cold meals, a hot meal.

By the way, there is also beer. There are breweries and beer houses everywhere in Göttinghagen. When many homeless people beg for others, they don't ask for money or food, but just beg for a bottle of beer.

Tu Fu, who opened up the hunter's senses, kept his eyes on the hurried pedestrians.

The streets are full of office workers, workers, and vendors, but people of different identities keep walking at a very fast pace, as if wasting a minute of time is wasting life.

And everyone exudes a different aura,

When they walk, their hands and feet show a red aura, which represents excitement and vitality, but their heads are a gray aura, which also indicates depression and decadence.

"It seems that people living in this city are really stressed enough."

Tu Fu sat on the public chair by the side of the road, slowly eating his breakfast. The greatest happiness was watching those busy people coming and going, but he didn't have to do anything.

Time is money, so no matter who is racing against time to make money every day, trying to take root in this city.

Everyone is a part of this great national machine called "Baija".

In order to maintain high-efficiency production, no matter who you are, you have to work hard. If you don't want to, there will be younger people in this city to replace you.

"Since being promoted to Sequence 8, the digestion speed of potions seems to have slowed down. Such days are indeed not bad, but they are really lazy, really slack enough.

And I have to start making money to help my uncle share some of the pressure. "

After gnawing on the roasted sausage with a crispy skin, Tu Fu took out a handwritten note from his pocket, with a nearby address written on it.

The last time he saw Mason at the Fight Club, he pulled himself into a dream to talk, and heard that the "Media Man" was about to go to Göttinghagen, so he specially gave the address of a branch of the Brotherhood in Leeds to "Skynet" comrades.

Mr. Nightmare said that if necessary, he could go there to make a deal with the Brotherhood.

It is not an easy task for an unknown outsider to obtain follow-up potion materials in a strange city. After all, no matter where he is, there are local extraordinary circles, so he must contact extraordinary organizations like the Brotherhood .

"This is the fraternity address in Göttinghagen? A beer hall."

Tu Fu walked all the way from the Reims District to a beer house called "Time". He has been around Leeds for a long time, and he is no stranger to the location of these secret organizations.

After pushing the door open, the internal environment can be seen at a glance.

The biggest difference from the tavern is that there are no messy performances here, and there are few exciting boxing matches. It is just a clean place for a group of beer lovers to taste alcohol.

The design inside is very subtle, except for the whole row of bottles of beer and red wine behind the bar, dozens of hundreds of bottles exude a unique fragrance of alcohol.

And people who go in and out like to wear a hat or cloak to hide their identity.

Many of them possessed spirituality, and when Tu Fu covered half of his face with his disguise, he also walked in with steady steps.

"Hello, do you need us to help you?"

Looking at the bartender at the front desk, Tu Fu also got straight to the point, "I have something to talk to the boss here, Mr. Frank Jose."

This is a typical Bania name. When Tu Fu saw the surname Jose, he couldn't help but think of a famous South American book he had read. In it, there were seven generations named Jose, and the descendants inherited their grandfather's name. , Just memorizing the name is a big head.

"Okay, looks like another big shot."

The bartender chuckled a few times and shouted several times before he heard footsteps.

A well-dressed, chubby fat man came from inside. He yawned as he walked. What attracted people's attention was a brown owl resting on the other's shoulder, closing his eyes and lying on the other's shoulder to sleep.

He muttered wearily, "Why didn't God take a few more rest days when he created the world? Wasn't He tired? In this way, everyone can rest a few more days every week."

Tu Fu took the topic naturally, "If this is the case, then the capitalists and the government will definitely change the thirty days into a week."

"Makes sense."

The round Frank Jose rubbed his bald chin. He felt that the words were very pertinent. He nodded his head suddenly and looked at the person who came, "Sir, I don't seem to have seen you before. This is the first time?"

"Yes, I'm really tight on money. I want to see if I can take on some suitable jobs, arrest people or solve personal vendettas for them, as long as the price is enough."

Tu Fu also got straight to the point and talked about serious matters to the other party.

"You're not talking about bounty hunters, are you? My God, why did you come to a beer hall to talk about such an ancient profession to the boss here, hahaha."

On the opposite side, Jose covered his stomach and laughed exaggeratedly. It can be seen that when Tu Fu had a very serious expression, the ensuing seriousness forced him to take this matter seriously, "Who recommended you?"

"Not long ago, I just came from the northern state of Osway. The address given to me by the person in charge there, Mr. Adams, he said that the person in charge here can help me solve a lot of troubles."

Tu Fu chuckled and handed over the piece of paper with Mason's handwriting on it.

"So that's it, that guy Mason recommended you to come here."

Little fatty Jose suddenly realized, and nodded to express his understanding, "Speaking of which, I have always had a good relationship with him. Mason is the most generous and generous person among the friends I have made, and he will always help his friends regardless of gains or losses."

"Perhaps the Mason we know is not alone. At least in my opinion, Mr. Adams can't be said to be generous, at least he should be described as meticulous."

The highly emotionally intelligent Tu Fu packaged the miser Mason with a positive vocabulary.

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time, and understood the true meaning of these words from each other's eyes.

"Well, Mason is definitely the most disgusting cheapskate I've ever seen in my life. He even uses three-frame paper when he goes to the toilet. It's unforgivable."

Jose scratched his head and complained. As a colleague and friend of the fraternity, no one knows that **** better than you.

He is the kind of unseemly guy who would not buy a coffin even if he died and exposed his corpse to the wilderness.

By the way, you are even more suspicious if you know how many grids Mason uses to go to the toilet... Tu Fu quietly complained in his heart.

After understanding the reason for coming, Jose apologized, "I'm sorry, we will be more cautious when there are strange faces here, after all, there are many guys from other forces mixed in this city."

"There are other extraordinary forces?"

"Many, some competitors, gang forces, spies from other countries, and cultists and so on, always like to make big things quietly, just like Leeds. But the water in Göttinghagen is deeper.

But fortunately, there are quite a few conscientious businessmen like us. "

The corners of this Mr. Jose's mouth are raised high, he likes to laugh exaggeratedly, and he likes to accompany his hand movements when speaking, so as to enrich his expression.

This action fell into Tu Fu's eyes, and it looked extremely unnatural.

After complaining about a lot of things, the chubby Jose narrowed his eyes when he spoke, "My friend, you said just now that you wanted to do some work here, but how do I know what you are capable of?"

"Mr. Jose, you have been testing me since I arrived, deliberately dragging me to wait here, and asking people to search around to see if I have any accomplices.

There is at least one Sequence 8 nightmare and two strong Transcendents in this beer hall. Once I make a move, I will be taken down immediately. "

Tu Fu looked into the other person's eyes, and talked about the details he noticed with the hunter's senses in a very plain manner.

Seeing that the other party's expression was still calm, he added, "Even Mr. Jose, you are at least a Sequence 8 or Sequence 7 Clown Path Transcendent.

And you have never had a spiritual flow, at least beyond my cognition, the latter is more likely. "

The other party's unconscious actions just now have played the role of the clown very deeply, and every gesture reveals his own path.

"It's quite capable."

Jose touched his bare chin, "Since they are all superhumans, it's much easier to talk about. Brothers will receive some tasks through their own channels, and many of them are assigned to familiar people. do it,"

"I will do better than them." Tu Fu thought he had such confidence.

"Very well, then let's talk about the price now, ordinary criminals and murdered people are not the same price, extraordinary people and ordinary people are also two prices.

The former will be more valuable. For example, a Sequence 9 Transcendent usually costs 500 crowns, while a Sequence 8 is around 1,000. If the status is higher or the princess path or demon path is difficult, the value will increase. "

Jose told him about the prices in the industry, and in his mouth, even extraordinary people can use currency conversion.

This like-minded topic made Tu Fu instantly interested, his eyes widened, "What about Sequence 7."

"5000 crowns." Franck José without thinking.

Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the boy looked at him in a strange way.

That is, a pair of eyes with gold stars.

(end of this chapter)

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